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Hey peeps, last chap was short I know, this ones longer so hope you like, and keep reviewing! Btw I wanna thank Wild Knight and dragon defender for reviewing my last chap, and if you guys r still reading plz review again!
Karma*
~**~ Black Hole
Later that day, Alanna, recently having evolved from pagehood (A/N:i made that word up, k?) to squiredom was now practicing her Gift with her knight- master, Sir Jonathan.
As a young girl, Alanna had been terrified of her Gift, fearing that she would be unable to control it and that she might hurt someone with it. but since becoming a page, she had had many experiences in which she had been forced to use her magic to save her life. The redhead now used most of her spare time perfecting her skills with her Gift, especially now that she had suspicions against a man she had recently met, Duke Roger, Jonathan's cousin. Roger made Alanna very uneasy, he was a great sorcerer, the greatest of not only the realm but of there known world. So, to prepare herself for anything unpleasant that might come from this man, she made sure she knew every aspect of her magic.
"Alan! Concentrate, you almost hit me with that fireball!" Cried Jonathan with indignation, brutally snapping Alanna back to reality.
She grinned mischievously at her knight master, "I was concentrating!"
"Do you mean to tell me that you were trying to hit me with that fireball Alan?" Jon looked at her with an even more mischievous grin.
Alanna kept grinning, she knew he wouldn't give her away. "Yes, I am, Your Royal Hindy!" The purple eyed squire retorted in her most formal voice, bowing to hide the mirth on her face.
Jon made a face of mock shock, "Why you insolent, impolite, incompetent guttersnipe!"
A voice in their minds made them both laugh; Sorry Jonny boy but I think Alanna won that round. The voice chuckled. This voice emanated from a small black male kitten lounging on the windowsill. Alanna had acquired this new companion a few weeks back, a "gift" from the Mother Goddess herself. She had only recently learned he could talk to her with his thoughts and only those whom he wished could hear did.
After spitting back and forth a while longer, Jonathan and Alanna got back to work at Alanna's request. Jonathan was a little worried Alanna might overwork herself so he accepted but only made his fire haired friend work a little before suggesting the end of the lesson with a bit of meditation. They both sat down comfortably, first Jon sat on a comfortable divan and waited for Alanna to settle down. As soon as he sat, Alanna immediately got to work finding the absolute most comfortable piece of furniture in the room, the bed. Jon chuckled at himself as the young woman took off her boots and sprawled herself upon the pillows and the comforter of the bed, closing her eyes. She looks like an angel, he thought. Wait, I can't let myself think that! He shook his head at his philippic.
"Alright, I'm ready," declared Alanna.
Jon nodded and cleared his throat, "Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out, brea."
In Alanna's mind, Jon's voice faded away but she kept the breathing rhythm, she fell back into herself and into her God blessed Gift. The purple radiance was like a great ball of energy. At first, she just stared at it, then started thinking, What would happen if I generated this energy and gave it a purpose, like say I wanted. a glass of wine! I could direct that thought into my magic/energy, and make it do whatever I wanted it to! Maybe. I did want an adventure for me and the others, why don't I try focusing on that? Alanna thought very hard about the kind of adventure she desired, then imagined those thoughts as a concrete thread that she wove into her magic in intricate patterns, over and over again into her ball of amethyst magic, the thing becoming more real with every stroke.
After half an hour of meditating, Jon announced the end of the lesson, opening his eyes, he looked over the bed, fully expecting to see a refreshed Alanna sitting up, rubbing her eyes open. What he saw instead unnerved him, Alanna's complexion was pale and pasty, concentration lines etched onto her brow. Faithful was already by her side, his own magic attempting to penetrate the shield that had apparently materialized on it's own.
"Can you do anything?" Jon asked, his voice permeated with concern for his friend and squire.
No, I can't, but if I cannot it is only because the Goddess wishes it so, do not worry, Alanna will be fine.
Partially reassured, Jon looked at his comrade's ashen face and waited for her to wake. It didn't take long, after approximately three minutes, Alanna started fidgeting then woke up completely. She looked around, confused, then remembered, she looked up into Jonathan's eyes, smiled a bit and said, "Did you miss me?" He smiled at her and nodded truthfully. She chuckled and sat up.
"What happened?" Inquired the prince.
"Huh? Oh nothing important, I'm not even sure if it worked," Alanna replied, getting off the bet on slightly tottering feet. Jon grabbed her elbow and helped her a little then let her go. She put her boots on, then looked again at Jon, he was deep in thought.
"So you attempted a spell without asking me ,while in a meditative trance? Gods! How could you? you scared me half to death!" he whispered intensely, eyes serious. Alanna, walked up to him slowly then put her arms around his neck, pulled him close and hugged him tightly. First she felt him stiffen but she rubbed his back tenderly and he relaxed and hugged her back. "So what were you doing exactly?" He asked.
She shrugged, "It wasn't really a spell and anyway it doesn't seem to have worked." Jon scowled at her and she knew he wanted the whole story, "Fine," she said, "I was trying to find an adventure for us and the others, I mean, the Palace has gotten so boring lately, we need something to do other than practicing our already admirable skills." She whined halfheartedly, hoping the sapphire eyed man wouldn't get mad at her.
"So how did you try to do that? You can't use your gift to do that?" Jon was so preoccupied by what she had done, he didn't have time to be mad at her! Alanna almost celebrated.
She grinned, "Well." She explained how she had thought to do it. " I don't really know what I was expecting as results but I don't see anything.Wait a minute! I've got it!" she whooped.
"What? How?" Jon stuttered in his excitement, he agreed with Alanna wholeheartedly, the Palace was dull at this time of year.
"I still have to unleash it! My gift and the threads of thought are still in me! I have to let them out so they can find what I'm asking for!" She cried and without hesitating for thought, looked at her Gift with her inner eye again before letting it go. The energy that filled the room instantaneously was almost tangible, the enormous amethyst orb that was Alanna's Gift floated toward a blank wall and lodged itself into it. then an enormous Hole began to spread, it wasn't just any hole, it was a whole through not only space, but time and dimension. Both youths gaped at the dilating hole and waited to see hat would happen, it finally stopped growing and was now large enough for two people to walk abreast. The two stared for another minute, then Alanna broke the ice, "Oops," she uttered before lapsing into unconsciousness.
Faithful chuckled again, She'll never learn.
You likey? *little voices scream: Oui oui! Nous l'aimons!* hehehe, you know what to do, the button's right there! You know you WAAAAAAAANNA! Lol, Ciao!
Hey peeps, last chap was short I know, this ones longer so hope you like, and keep reviewing! Btw I wanna thank Wild Knight and dragon defender for reviewing my last chap, and if you guys r still reading plz review again!
Karma*
~**~ Black Hole
Later that day, Alanna, recently having evolved from pagehood (A/N:i made that word up, k?) to squiredom was now practicing her Gift with her knight- master, Sir Jonathan.
As a young girl, Alanna had been terrified of her Gift, fearing that she would be unable to control it and that she might hurt someone with it. but since becoming a page, she had had many experiences in which she had been forced to use her magic to save her life. The redhead now used most of her spare time perfecting her skills with her Gift, especially now that she had suspicions against a man she had recently met, Duke Roger, Jonathan's cousin. Roger made Alanna very uneasy, he was a great sorcerer, the greatest of not only the realm but of there known world. So, to prepare herself for anything unpleasant that might come from this man, she made sure she knew every aspect of her magic.
"Alan! Concentrate, you almost hit me with that fireball!" Cried Jonathan with indignation, brutally snapping Alanna back to reality.
She grinned mischievously at her knight master, "I was concentrating!"
"Do you mean to tell me that you were trying to hit me with that fireball Alan?" Jon looked at her with an even more mischievous grin.
Alanna kept grinning, she knew he wouldn't give her away. "Yes, I am, Your Royal Hindy!" The purple eyed squire retorted in her most formal voice, bowing to hide the mirth on her face.
Jon made a face of mock shock, "Why you insolent, impolite, incompetent guttersnipe!"
A voice in their minds made them both laugh; Sorry Jonny boy but I think Alanna won that round. The voice chuckled. This voice emanated from a small black male kitten lounging on the windowsill. Alanna had acquired this new companion a few weeks back, a "gift" from the Mother Goddess herself. She had only recently learned he could talk to her with his thoughts and only those whom he wished could hear did.
After spitting back and forth a while longer, Jonathan and Alanna got back to work at Alanna's request. Jonathan was a little worried Alanna might overwork herself so he accepted but only made his fire haired friend work a little before suggesting the end of the lesson with a bit of meditation. They both sat down comfortably, first Jon sat on a comfortable divan and waited for Alanna to settle down. As soon as he sat, Alanna immediately got to work finding the absolute most comfortable piece of furniture in the room, the bed. Jon chuckled at himself as the young woman took off her boots and sprawled herself upon the pillows and the comforter of the bed, closing her eyes. She looks like an angel, he thought. Wait, I can't let myself think that! He shook his head at his philippic.
"Alright, I'm ready," declared Alanna.
Jon nodded and cleared his throat, "Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out, brea."
In Alanna's mind, Jon's voice faded away but she kept the breathing rhythm, she fell back into herself and into her God blessed Gift. The purple radiance was like a great ball of energy. At first, she just stared at it, then started thinking, What would happen if I generated this energy and gave it a purpose, like say I wanted. a glass of wine! I could direct that thought into my magic/energy, and make it do whatever I wanted it to! Maybe. I did want an adventure for me and the others, why don't I try focusing on that? Alanna thought very hard about the kind of adventure she desired, then imagined those thoughts as a concrete thread that she wove into her magic in intricate patterns, over and over again into her ball of amethyst magic, the thing becoming more real with every stroke.
After half an hour of meditating, Jon announced the end of the lesson, opening his eyes, he looked over the bed, fully expecting to see a refreshed Alanna sitting up, rubbing her eyes open. What he saw instead unnerved him, Alanna's complexion was pale and pasty, concentration lines etched onto her brow. Faithful was already by her side, his own magic attempting to penetrate the shield that had apparently materialized on it's own.
"Can you do anything?" Jon asked, his voice permeated with concern for his friend and squire.
No, I can't, but if I cannot it is only because the Goddess wishes it so, do not worry, Alanna will be fine.
Partially reassured, Jon looked at his comrade's ashen face and waited for her to wake. It didn't take long, after approximately three minutes, Alanna started fidgeting then woke up completely. She looked around, confused, then remembered, she looked up into Jonathan's eyes, smiled a bit and said, "Did you miss me?" He smiled at her and nodded truthfully. She chuckled and sat up.
"What happened?" Inquired the prince.
"Huh? Oh nothing important, I'm not even sure if it worked," Alanna replied, getting off the bet on slightly tottering feet. Jon grabbed her elbow and helped her a little then let her go. She put her boots on, then looked again at Jon, he was deep in thought.
"So you attempted a spell without asking me ,while in a meditative trance? Gods! How could you? you scared me half to death!" he whispered intensely, eyes serious. Alanna, walked up to him slowly then put her arms around his neck, pulled him close and hugged him tightly. First she felt him stiffen but she rubbed his back tenderly and he relaxed and hugged her back. "So what were you doing exactly?" He asked.
She shrugged, "It wasn't really a spell and anyway it doesn't seem to have worked." Jon scowled at her and she knew he wanted the whole story, "Fine," she said, "I was trying to find an adventure for us and the others, I mean, the Palace has gotten so boring lately, we need something to do other than practicing our already admirable skills." She whined halfheartedly, hoping the sapphire eyed man wouldn't get mad at her.
"So how did you try to do that? You can't use your gift to do that?" Jon was so preoccupied by what she had done, he didn't have time to be mad at her! Alanna almost celebrated.
She grinned, "Well." She explained how she had thought to do it. " I don't really know what I was expecting as results but I don't see anything.Wait a minute! I've got it!" she whooped.
"What? How?" Jon stuttered in his excitement, he agreed with Alanna wholeheartedly, the Palace was dull at this time of year.
"I still have to unleash it! My gift and the threads of thought are still in me! I have to let them out so they can find what I'm asking for!" She cried and without hesitating for thought, looked at her Gift with her inner eye again before letting it go. The energy that filled the room instantaneously was almost tangible, the enormous amethyst orb that was Alanna's Gift floated toward a blank wall and lodged itself into it. then an enormous Hole began to spread, it wasn't just any hole, it was a whole through not only space, but time and dimension. Both youths gaped at the dilating hole and waited to see hat would happen, it finally stopped growing and was now large enough for two people to walk abreast. The two stared for another minute, then Alanna broke the ice, "Oops," she uttered before lapsing into unconsciousness.
Faithful chuckled again, She'll never learn.
You likey? *little voices scream: Oui oui! Nous l'aimons!* hehehe, you know what to do, the button's right there! You know you WAAAAAAAANNA! Lol, Ciao!